barrio gotica
i remember the night where the sights and sounds were gritty and synthetic, but our love was organic. it was within that nightclub, with sound waves driving through our skin, where we held our cocktails up to the autumn lights. the world stood still except for the particles of our souls and flesh. it was within this nightclub, in the barrio gotico, that i knew that i fell in love with you. it was the night my tongue became forever lisp-laced searching for words that can possibly convey my love for you, the city of barcelona.
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